Summertime, summertime...ah! Warm weather in New York. Isn't it lovely?

Sometimes I wish I knew what was going on around me. As I entered the courthouse today, a bunch of TV cameramen chased a woman who was coming out. As always, I kept walking. Ah well. The lovely clerk (I think I've mentioned her before) was wearing a nice summer-y outfit. The muttonchopped guard (he has the type that becomes a mustache before heading back down) was nice and cheery too.

So Tom Cruise thinks it's OK if you think he was married to a frigid woman, so long as you don't imply he's gay. Perhaps it's uncharitable, but any Scientologist celebrity falls under that cloud for me- they must have something on him/her, I always think.